She had changed into what I recognized to be one of my white shirts, the buttons undone to reveal a hint of lacy bra beneath a hint of cleavage. She let her long hair down, lying smoothly on her back.
"What are you doing here?" I questioned turning my back on her, as I walked to my closet to pick a shirt.
"I'm here to take care of your needs Nikky, all your needs." She seductively answered the moment she realized I was back inside the room.
"Isabella, I do not want you here, if you had any modesty in you, you'd be on your way out." I harshly retorted.
She slowly got down from the bed, walking stealthily like a leopard towards me, " Modesty left me, when you came into my life Nikolai. And now, I'll shamelessly say fuck you."
"You could get any man, that's how powerful you are. I'm always going to reject you, every living moment!!! I suggest you leave." I bellowed. Her best actions were quite amusing.
